T Hidden Chamber

[Honey_B]

"Oh ysandre, I have enjoyed you so, but now the time grows short."

I slither back into my starling blue dress as I speak.

"You have my permission to climb on the bed and satisfy yourself, my dear. Actually, it's something I wouldn't mind seeing, but I must go."

Reaching for my gloves, I pull them on and cup her cheek.

"Good bye, my sweet."

I return my toys to my bag. With the crisp clicking of my heeled boots, I stride out of the chamber.

 

[Ysandre]

Smiling warmly, enjoying the heat of my back. Turning my head slowly, and watching you dress. Almost as erotic as Your strip.
this one really enjoyed Your pleasure, and hopes that W/we get another chance to play again soon.

Laying my head in Your silken hand, kissing Your fingeertip.
Good bye sweet Lady

Crawling up on the bed, and falling asleep for the night, warm passion overtaking my dreams, anticipation building for what the next day will bring.

 

[Ysandre]

Waking up and looking around at the empty room, and the half burnt candles.. glad the midnight winds blew them out for me. Slowly gathering up the various misplaced items, and cleaning the room. Changing the sheets on the bed. Warm thoughts entertaining my mind as i move around straightening this and putting that away. Looking around at the spotless tidy room. All prepared for the next guest.

 

[Ysandre]

Walking in wearing 5"heel slick black pumps, black silk thigh high stockings, and black corsette cinching my waist to a beautiful 22 inches. Moving gracefully and carefully down to the center of the floor. Kneeling nadu in front of the bed, lowring my head, waiting for His command.

 

[germangent]

Entering the dark room barely lit from a few candles. The soft glow of the candles dance over Ysandre's body as she is kneeling in the middle of the room - nadu.

Walking around this beautiful creature, inspecting her from every angle. Running my riding crop over her silky skin. The clicking sounds of my shoes are the only sounds that fill the room, apart from the occasional shrp breathing by Ysandre.

"Present yourself to me" I command

 

[Ysandre]

Watching as He enters proud, powerful, riding crop in hand already starting to pan softly. Putting my hands palms on the floor, pushing my small heart shaped ass up to give You full view, standing slowly arching my back showing how well the corsette hugs my already slim waist. Standing erect, arching my 36c breasts up, the heels forcing my ass up, crossing my arms behind my back and lowering my lashes. Standing still for Your full inspection.

 

[germangent]

"Lovely, sexy and obedient", as I watch Ysandre present her flawless body to me. My eyes inspecting every inch of her glowing body.

"On your knees - spread your legs wide and show me weather you shaved yourself cleanly"

 

[Ysandre]

*Sighing softly and moving downward to my knees, then laying back on my back. Turning my head to the side, lowering my lashes, keeping my arms crossed behind my back, bending my leggs to lay my feet on the floor, then arching my hips up to Your full view. Showing off my neatly shaved garden with just a small triangle above the sweet venus mound barely peeking from beneath warm soft pink lips

 

[germangent]

Gasping silently as I watch Ysandre present herhelf to me - fully exposed to my gaze.

Running my fingers over her shaved Venus mound and perfect triangle I feel little reside of her pubic hair outside the triangle.

"Now, Ysandre - I see that you did not shave too well today, I think I need to remedy that".

Picking up one of the candles I return to you.

"Keep your back on the floor but raise your pussy upwards - I think I need to show you how to shave correctly"

 

[Ysandre]

Laying my head to the side, opening my eyes at your words, arching my pussy up farther to Your strong touch. Sighing softly at Your words. Watching as You get the candle
Yes Master, this one knows You have the perfect remedy
Keeping my hands crossed under my hips, arching up as far as possible

 

[germangent]

"Obedient indeed - very good Ysandre. I shall show you how to perfectly groom yourself for your Master"

Letting the hot wax drip onto your Venus mound, covering the remaining hairs that do not belong there. I can see you starting to shiver as you feel the hot wax dripping onto your soft skin - leaving red marks on it.

Reaching back I get my silver dagger out. The blade is shimmering in the candlelight as I put the blade onto your skin.

"Now, don't move Ysandre - You would not want me to miss a strike here"

Skreek Skreek Skreek

The blade scratches away the wax and hairs from your venus mound, you are feeling the sharp blade on your delicate skin. The blade eventually moving between your thighs I notice a a little bit of trembling.

 

[Ysandre]

The fist drip of wax lighting my body on fire, the feel of the heat spreading thru every nerve of my body. The immediate cooling against my skin tightening it. Panting softly and keeping my thighs very still. Seeing the blade flash in the candlelight. Gasping softly and then whimpering softly as the knife strips the wax and hair from my body. Letting my breath out slowly as the knife is moved away. Shivering and trembling as the blade works my so sensitive lips.

 

[germangent]

Admiring Ysandre's self control as I am moving the blade over her skin, removing the last remnants of hair from her pussy lips and Venus mound. Feeling her getting aroused by the treatment, soft moans escaping her mouth as I hold her pussy lips between my fingers. The blade criss-crossing over them gently.

Putting the dagger aside I feel the smoothness of her pussylips and Venus mound - A prefectly groomed pussy indeed.

"Now lay back again Ysandre and clean the dagger while I make sure that you are perfectly clean"

 

[Ysandre]

Taking the dagger and laying back, reaching up for a silk scarf under the chair. Running it over the blade cleaning all the wax and hair. Pussy moistening from the heat of attention. Softly sighing as the anticipation builds. Laying the cleaned blade aside and arching my hips up once more for Your full view

 

[Ldy Tehari]

*Sliding in, and gazing around. Noticing that while ysandre cleans the blade, Germangent disappears. I watch as she obediantly waits, and yet he doesn't return. 3 days, 4 days, not even a word. No post, no pm, no be back later, she kneels and waits and her hair grows. Sighing softly. Walking down to you, caressing your cheek, gazing warmly into your eyes.*

This room should be based on trust and communication. Neither of wich has Germangent upheld. Ysandre you have explemplified servitude, obedience and patience. But you don't have to anymore.
As there has been no communication at all for a solid five days, I'm ending this session.
I'm sorry sweet one, you are a pleasure now, and always have been.

*leaning down and kissing you warmly* Thank you. I want you to clean the chamber, and prepare it for the next guest.

 

[Ysandre]

Watching and waiting the blade aside. Seeing Madame enter, sighing, immediately melting into Your touch. Listening softly, a tear rolling down my cheek. Lowering lashes in respect, and nodding softly. Rising just after You close the door.
Looking around, seeing we really didn't disturb much. Opening the windows to the warm night air, letting it blow away the recent memories of almost pleasing One. Straightening the sheets, straightening the net, the ties, dusting a bit and replacing candles.
Thinking of things to come and fun to happen, and sessions that will bring the room alive, setting everything in it's place and finishing up. Looking around at the newly cleaned chamber. Ready for the next pleasure.

 

[caspai]

Caspai and Tex

I walk into the chamber, the first time back in such a long time. I smile, remembering the last time I entered into this room. This time was going to be a great deal different than the last visit.

Under my long black leather coat, I am wearing a black silk teddy, the deep burgundy ribbons at the shoulders the only touch of color. Silk stockings with seams up the back end at 4 inch heels, spikes with metal tips at the heels. My curly auburn hair is tied severly back from my face, a black silk ribbon winding halfway down the length of it. Mascara, liner, and deep red lipstick are my only make-up.

Walking over to the four-poster bed, I put the velvet bag I have slung over my shoulder down, and untie the long silk ropes of the handles. The bag falls open, revealing that it is actually a square cloth rather than a bag. Displayed now are a number of items, a wooden hairbrush, a long, deep burgundy leather flogger, a blindfold, a fur mitten, and a very small ice chest. Placing these items, one by one, onto a conveniently placed table, I take my coat off and walk over to the fireplace to look deeply into the flames as I wait for a particular person to show up. As I am a bit early, this bothers me not in the least.

 

[TXExpress]

Tex

I walk in, the classic innocent. OK, perhaps not "classic." But, as I look around upon entry, none of my experiences have prepared me for ... this.

She is there, a vision as always, but so unlike I have seen her before. This is the side of her we've joked about.

This is no joke.

I gulp slightly, trying to maintain composure and character. This is not easy. Not only am I in a state of amazement over the assortment of gadgets spread out before me, but the beauty and sensuousness of her appearance has me mesmerized.

The fire hisses and crackles. Her grin broadens at my arrival. I can claim I'm sweating because of the fire. I would be lying.

"Greetings," I manage. "I see you were expecting me."

The question was, what was I expecting? Or, for that matter, what was she expecting from me?

 

[caspai]

Caspai

Looking over to where Tex is standing, I see him give a nervous smile.

I turn to face him, feeling his eyes take in all of my appearance. Walking slowly over to him, I place my hand on his cheek, and give him a sweet kiss.

"Don't worry about a thing, Tex. I promise not to do any permanant damage. And if I do anything you aren't comfortable with in any way, give the signal, and we will talk about it. You have all of the control over what happens here, not me. I am the tool to explore things not explored before. This is about finding out what feels good to you."

"Now, the first thing you need to do is take your clothes off, and then say, 'How may I please you, Madame?'"

 

[TXExpress]

Tex

My mind races in many directions. This is my sweet, loving friend. This also is someone who has ideas in mind that I barely can comprehend.

I do as I am told.

I do not attempt a dramatic striptease; a simple removal of first the boots ... then the socks ... then the jeans ... then the jockeys ... then the shirt, unbuttoning steadily. Finally, the hat.

I stand naked before her, my stiffening penis betraying any attempt to play it cool. I try to remain expressionless; as businesslike as I can. I do not wish to tip my hand.

"How may I please you, Madame?"

A small smile slips onto my lips.

 

[caspai]

Caspai

Walking around Tex, I look at him from every angle, running my hand along his shoulder, and down his back to pat his ass.

"Not bad, sweetings. Not bad at all."

My hand caresses his ass again, and then I abruptly draw back and slap his right cheek sharply. I feel him jump, and see the pink impression of my hand standing out against the pale skin of his ass. I gently run my fingers across the slap mark, seeing goosebumps raise in response.

Continuing to walk around him, I run my hand up his back and along his other shoulder.

"Yes, I think I could have a great deal of fun with you, but, poor thing, your skin is so pale. I think I will have to do something about that. Walk over to the foot of the bed and hold onto the posts. If you can control your impulse to let go of the posts, I will not have to tie you."

 

[TXExpress]

Tex

"Yes, Madame."

I walk to the foot of the bed, lean slightly forward, and grasp the posts with my hands, slightly sweaty on the palms.

The slight sting from her hand remains fresh in mny thoughts as I prepare myself. I am hers to command. And I rather like the thought.

My first impulse, as always, is to speak. But I dare not. She not only is the bringer of exotic pleasure, but the teacher as well.

Good students do not talk in class.

 

[caspai]

Caspai

I watch him as he moves forward. He obediently walks to the end of the bed, and holds the posts.

"Very good, Tex."

Walking toward him, I again run my hand along his ass, this time his left cheek. Again drawing my hand back, I slap that one, pinkening the skin nicely. I lean down to take a closer look at the affects on his skin, and place a slow, wet kiss on the handprint.

As he arches into my lips, I look up and see one hand begin to move from the post.

"Would you like me to tie you there? I will if I need to."

 

[TXExpress]

Tex

"No, madame."

I wince slightly and, yes, ever so briefly loosen my grip on one of the posts as the slap rings out across my ass. My response turns to an aroused hiss at the kiss that follows it.

I shuffle my feet slightly, repositioning my grip on the posts. My knuckles turn a slight shade of white.

Part of me wants to let go, to observe what she would do if I were to disobey. Perhaps later. For now ... I hear, and I obey quietly and happily.

 

[caspai]

Standing up once again, I draw a finger from his lower back down through the crack of his ass, and then draw back to place a sharp slap precisely across the crack. I then draw both hands down his ass, cupping his cheeks, and then moving my hands around to cup his balls and caress his erect penis.

"Tell me that you enjoyed that, Tex, but only if you did."